Anyone have any stories about close-calls with the law in regards to growing/possessing/dealing pot? I did tonight, but I'm too shaken up to talk about it
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Anyone have any stories about close-calls with the law in regards to growing/possessing/dealing pot? I did tonight, but I'm too shaken up to talk about it
...for now anyway
can u talk about it now ?
Yup, now I can...my head isn't foggy anymore.
Well, last night, myself and two of my friends took a few hits from my home-made bong...which I made out of a Dole's container (de-labelled), and then we decided "hey, let's go to Subway for munchies". Of course by that time (1:30 am), there were quite a few drunks in the neighborhood making a shitload of nouse, but that didn't matter. We went into Subway (I left my bong in the car), then we bought a tonne of food. Afterwards, we left the store, and started to walk up to my friend's (Jai) house--by this time, I grabbed my Dole's bong out of my car so that we could get high again later.
We walked alongside the subway building towards Jai's when suddenly, behind the corner of an alleyway, a huge-ass cop (he was at least 6'5") stepped in front of us and said "good evening, wild night eh?"
I wasn't even thinking (I was pretty ripped)...I felt like I was watching a movie from the 1st person perspective lol.
"There's been quite a bit of hooting and hollering going on around here...it wasn't you boys was it?"
Of course, it wasn't and we told him that...he still didn't believe us.
He asked me "what's that you got behind your back?" and I said "Just a bottle of water"
Right then, I was trying to rip the bowl/stem out of the Dole's container (no such luck) so that he might have it confused with just a regular bottle of water. Since I couldn't get it out, I just twisted the bottle around so that my hand was covering the bowl (even though you could OBVIOUSLY see the stem submerged in the water since there wasn't a label on the bottle).
"Are you drinking something, son? Let me smell it"
At this point, I almost pissed my pants lol. I knew we were busted (I had about 4 grams in my coat pocket), and we must've looked scared shitless, which is probably why, right before taking my bong to have a good look at my "water bottle", he said "Okay, obviously you boys weren't drinking...it must've been another group of people who were making a comotion." then he went away! How could he have NOT seen it as a bong! This boggles my mind!!!! Anyway, I'm glad he didn't lol
how old are you?
19 years old
maybe he just remembered when he was a kid (a kid from his viewpoint I mean).... You know, its wierd, but I find people that are very large and built to be much nicer and gentler then others....
Possibly...although he didn't even mention anything about it. It's more than likely that he recognized me as being a person who will someday rule the Universe with an iron fist, so he let me go.
omfg...
one night me, z, and my boyfriend (tokerdenmoker)
went to get a sac
well we were on our way home...
stoned outta our minds when we see blue
lights... :eek:
well they pulled us over for the
muffler hangin down...
z was tryin to tell toker that the bag was under his
ass... so incase the cops wouldn't see it if they
made him get outta the car
he was so nervous he wasn't even thinkin...
he threw z a pepporoni roll wrap and thought it
was the bag of weed... :p z kept tellin
him wrong thing,,,,,,wrong thing...he wasnt even payin
attention to him...
then he threw a cig right at the cops feet...
it was so funny,,,,i was tryin not to laugh
but it was so hard not to..
peace :cool:
haha tilde, I cannot believe I didnt think of that....
i was jus think bout how stupid i was before probation. i was a smart ass an an asshole to the pigs which made them happy to finally arrest me. i would get posession of tobacco when i was smokin. my friends put theirs out almost at the sight of a cop car. i figuared i was already busted so i would keep smokin when they would write up the ticket. they alwayse seemed to tell me that they would tear up the ticket if i promised to quit. this happened like 7 times. i would get drunk an throw beer bottles at cop cars an people. if they asked me a question id flip on em an tell them to shut the fuck up. this all lead to my ass beating when i was arrested. now after quittin weed fer so long im even worried bout tokin in my back yard cause my neighbor is a bitch an seems to complain to management a lot an i don wanna get evicted. fuck, i changed an it sux.
Haha, that's funny tokinsmoke...the story would've been a classic had it ended with toker handing the cop the bag of weed and asking him "want a bite out of my pepperoni roll, Officer?" lol
Damn right you didn't think of that...it's hard to tell just how awesome I am by reading me on the net :rolleyes:
ahhahahahahah brandi i love hearing that story;) that is classic shit!Quote:
Originally Posted by tokinsmoke
Had to go into a federal bldg,after 9-11 and wasn't thinking bout the security thing,and had to put my purse on the scanner,and had my trusty pipe and stash,I go no where without it,and sweated it,cuz I knew the xray was going to pick right up on it,but at the same instance, I was going thru the walk thru and the alarm went off,but I knew I was clean,probably just the metal zippers in my boots,but I think it took the attention of the guy who was watching my purse go thru,cuz he was paying more attention to the guy waving his wand up me to see what contraband I was concealing,when I cleared I jst grabbed my purse and never made that mistake again,thank you very much